Meeting on the Island

More than a dozen yuanhui passed in the blink of an eye.

Luo Hou led the Devil Race army, sweeping across the Western Continent with the force of a withered tree snapping in a gale.

Under the terrifying pressure of Luo Hou, the living beings of the Primordial World dared not offer any direct resistance. The Far West Continent was soon completely occupied by the Devil Race.

Yet Luo Hou was not satisfied. He continued to push his forces eastward, beginning an advance toward the Central Continent. For a time, the myriad spirits of the Primordial World were gripped by panic.

Above a remote island in the East Sea.

Zhulong flew along, his face etched with worry. He had been searching the East Sea for tens of thousands of years, hoping to find some heavenly treasures or innate spiritual treasures to bolster the strength of the Dragon Clan and cope with the war against the Devil Race.

But after tens of thousands of years, his harvest was meager.

Zhulong sighed and prepared to land on an island to rest his feet, but he suddenly discovered that something was amiss with this island.

The spiritual energy on the island was exceptionally dense, and spiritual herbs grew everywhere. Furthermore, after sensing carefully, he discovered that the space surrounding the island was layered with countless folds. Had he not been well-versed in the Dao of Time, it would have been impossible for him to detect the anomaly here.

There is a great power here! Zhulong felt a jolt of shock. And if he hadn't voluntarily let me in, I fear I wouldn't even have been able to see this small island.

He hurriedly landed on the island and bowed respectfully toward the depths of the isle: "Junior Zhulong, I apologize for disturbing your cultivation, Senior. I hope you will forgive me!"

There was no response from the island, only the sound of the wind and the crashing waves.

Zhulong maintained his bowing posture, not moving an inch.

He knew that if such a great power wished to see him, he would naturally appear; if not, waiting further would be in vain.

After a long while, just as Zhulong thought the other party would not acknowledge him, he felt a blur before his eyes, and the space around him twisted.

When he regained his senses, he found that he had arrived within a blessed land of caves.

The spiritual energy here was so dense it had almost turned into liquid, and exotic flowers and rare grasses covered the ground. A tall willow tree stood in the center of the grotto, and a young man in green robes leaned lazily against an ancient willow, holding a wine jar and drinking slowly.

Zhulong hurriedly stepped forward and bowed again: "Junior Zhulong, greetings, Senior!"

The green-robed youth lifted his eyelids to glance at him, his gaze lingering on him for a moment before a playful smile curled his lips:

"The Dao of Time... tsk, tsk, tsk. You are still the one who knows how to hide, Shichen. Now that you've seen me, aren't you going to come out?"

Zhulong was stunned. Before he could react, he felt a gentle force of time within his body flowing out uncontrollably.

Green light gathered before him, gradually condensing into the Shichen Dao Body clad in green robes.

Zhulong was so terrified by this scene that he retreated several steps in shock.

The Shichen Dao Body walked forward without ceremony, snatched the wine jar from the hands of Yang Mei, and took a gulp:

"Yang Mei, even Hongjun, who has been by my side for tens of thousands of chaos epochs, didn't discover me. To think you would find this Dao Body. But is it really okay for your Dao Body to hide on this small island drinking and doing no real work?"

The Yang Mei Dao Body rolled his eyes at him and retorted ungraciously: "You debated the Dao with me and stole my Dao of Space; can't I steal your Dao of Time? Finding you wasn't difficult."

"Besides, who says I haven't been doing anything?"

He looked the Shichen Dao Body up and down, his brows suddenly arching, his expression turning somewhat strange:

"Aren't you being a bit excessive? All of us Chaos Demon Gods have our own contingency plans, and even for me, the highest is only the half-step Heavenly Dao Realm.

After the world was opened, didn't the Great Dao forbid those above the Hunyuan Realm from entering the Primordial World? Your Dao Body is directly at the Fifth Heaven of Heavenly Dao Realm—who could possibly defeat you? Did you open a back door with the Great Dao?"

The Shichen Dao Body chuckled and waved his hand:

"Perhaps this is the privilege of being ranked number one. Don't worry, don't worry. I only decided this after seeing a few things in the River of Time a long time ago. Rest assured, this Dao Body of mine will not interfere in the struggles of the Primordial World."

He added silently in his heart: After all, with Hongjun there, do they even need me to intervene?

The Yang Mei Dao Body frowned upon hearing this: "What did you see? Enough to require you to hide with a Fifth Heaven of Heavenly Dao Realm Dao Body."

The Shichen Dao Body waved his hand: "Small matter, small matter. Don't worry too much. Even if something happens that the Dao Body cannot handle, our true bodies are still in the chaos."

"Tch~ Just because you control the Dao of Time? If you won't say it, then don't." Yang Mei curled his lip, looking completely disdainful.

At this moment, Shichen turned to look at the dumbfounded Zhulong and smiled slightly: "Little friend Zhulong, I have been hiding on you for so long, I hope you don't mind."

Zhulong's brain had completely crashed by now.

He stared blankly at these two. The aura emanating from them was unfathomable, as if they could crush him into dust countless times with a mere flick of their hands.

Furthermore, the content of their conversation—Chaos Demon Gods, Heavenly Dao Realm—how was it that he understood every word, yet when put together, he couldn't grasp the meaning?

Zhulong hurriedly regained his composure and bowed again, his voice trembling: "It is this junior's honor..."

Suddenly thinking of the current situation in the Primordial World, he gritted his teeth and gathered his courage:

"Two Seniors! The Devil Ancestor Luo Hou is leading the Devil Race to ravage the Primordial World! That Devil Ancestor is a powerhouse above the Primordial Golden Immortal, and even Senior Hongjun was defeated by him! I hope the two Seniors will take action and save the Primordial World!"

The Shichen Dao Body chuckled upon hearing this: "No rush, no rush. You stay here and cultivate for now. As for the Dao of Time, I can still offer a bit of guidance."

"As for the Devil Race... a grand play is about to begin before long. You just watch carefully!"

Zhulong was immediately overjoyed. Although the Dao of Time was a supreme law, this senior clearly appeared to be a supreme powerhouse and should know a thing or two. He immediately performed the disciple's kowtow:

"Junior Zhulong, thanks the Senior!"